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So, brothels—let me tell ya, they’re old, super old. Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fancy, huh? Dirty, too, real nasty. Walls scratched with graffiti—dudes braggin’ about their “conquests.” Makes me laugh, so pathetic, but kinda impressive. I’m picturin’ it—smelly rooms, cheap wine, ladies struttin’ around. Trump loves a good story, and this one’s wild. I read once—get this—some brothel in Nevada, legal, right? They had a parrot that cursed at customers. A parrot! Freakin’ screamin’ “asshole” at ya—cracked me up, bigly.

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The Lupanar of Pompeii—aka the city's most famous brothel—offers a candid glimpse into the intimate aspects of ancient Roman life. Featuring small rooms and.

Then, I head to the market on Via Garibaldi. It’s packed! I love the chaos. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all the locals haggling. I’m trying to blend in, but I stick out like a sore thumb. I overhear this guy arguing about the price of tomatoes. “Cento euro? Sei pazzo!” Classic Taranto.

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